Patience can be hard. I was reminded of it at the start of this year as my 92-year-old mom had her stroke, and I was suddenly thrust into taking care of every single aspect of her life. I was reminded of it

Learning about breath came to me early. I practiced in Acting Class when I went to college. Did it with my voice teacher, Joy McLean Bosfield. Did it as I figured out my rhythms as a swimmer. And heck, I did it big-time when I found yoga back in the 80s,

I’m a talker. Half-way decent listener as well, I hope. And I INTENSELY dislike small talk. Small talk is the incessant chatter about nothing. The endless skimming of the surface. Where everything we say is inconsequential

I sent Yvonne an invite on LinkedIn. Yvonne and I are social buddies and friends. Here’s Yvonne’s email response to me: Wow, so happy to connect with you in the professional world. What an honor! Sweet, right?